Tag: vietnam
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‘Namage
Flicking through LP liner notes on a beanbag chair, pushing back thick vines of grease-plaited hair Imagines his drafted friends laughing, thinking him daft and soft, no chance he’d have survived there. His headphones are like a chopper pilot’s, two leather danishes bunning his face His hands, fortunately bloodless as Pilate’s, tap the record’s sleeve…
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Green Hell
Vietnaming names they blacked out of docs, alphabet black ops Men sweat so much they’re made of salt Heat trapped in by a verdant vault Riddled fronds mark where they repelled last night’s assault It’s so hot the gunmetal boils, hotter than I ever recall Lightless flame and flameless light, the blameless dead in the…
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Apocalyse When
Apocalypse when Hard to say, Marty took a hearty Francis bored, cajoling exotic birds for cutting room rinds. No pyrotechnics when the president comes Manilla envelopes boxed book depository, lead spread lifeshedder the cranial suppository acquainted with a smack brain matter and tarmac That’s how we do when the president comes. Heard mooing the apocalypse…